Lost My Mind
The day of our last driving lesson arrived.
My crush and I waited
for the car to pull up outside the school.
He had an 800-page fantasy novel.
I had nothing but an ant crawling along the sidewalk
and the tension between us.
Maybe he really is gay.
I pondered that for a moment
before I realized he stopped turning pages.
He was looking at me.
“Something on your mind?”
He looked so concerned.
I temporarily stopped thinking
“Lindsey said she thinks you’re gay.
You’re not gay, right?”
He smiled and said,
“Do you believe Lindsey?”